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About Leeds

But nah, it’s grim out there, mate. We hates it! All them dodgy blokes leerin’, makes me skin crawl—like them creepy Nazis in the film, “ZZ” badges and all. Once saw a punter hagglin’, shoutin’, “Five or nothin’!” Made me wanna smash a window on ‘im, proper ragey. But then—get this—another lass, she’s hummin’ a tune, all cheery. Happy vibes, yeah? Weirdest thing, softened me up a bit.

Then, I decide to grab a coffee at this little café on Granary Square. It’s got this cool vibe, all hipster and stuff. I order a flat white, whatever that is. The barista looks at me like I’m from another planet. “You mean a latte?” she says. I’m like, “Sure, whatever gets me caffeine.” I sit down, and the view of the canal is nice. I’m sipping my drink, feeling all zen, when suddenly, a duck waddles by. Just a duck, chillin’. I’m thinking, “Is this a sign? Am I supposed to be more like this duck?”

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